The Lake
Ahead of him was the lake and he heard a thrashing in the water. It could have been ducks but mixed into it was a garbled and shrill gurgling.
Ahead of him was the lake and he heard a thrashing in the water. It could have been ducks but mixed into it was a garbled and shrill gurgling.
We cannot plan away reality’s talent for sprouting dragons’ heads that burn our plans to ash.
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